CR they're like this with a lot of things even when it doesn't seem to actually help any of their client groups. A good example is obesity. Libs could very easily take the "it's the fault of the EVIL RURAL WHITE CORN FARMER'S LOBBY putting HFCS in 80% of our food!" route but of course instead they have to frame it as a "don't be MEAN you're BULLYING you can't hurt people's FEELINGS!" issue.

it's now en vogue to see hyp students not as “the students with the most potential” but as “the students with the most potential because they’re at hyp.” there's some truth to that because admissions has become so hyperfocused on softs but when top schools are seen less as centers of training/education and more as a credential and a rite of passage to a bourgeois lifestyle then it no longer seems “fair” to put strict empirical guidelines on admission to the club.

an especially strong feeling among hypercompetitive 120iq-mos who want to finagle their way into writing for the nyt but who have no real intellectual ability on which to distinguish themselves. they *need* the credential for the lifestyle so they whine that credential can’t be hogged by the people with “one specific kind of intelligence.”

Not only libs care about this, but everyone who sickly imagines that to hand out more of someone else's money than your neighbor manages to hand out makes you somehow meaningfully superior to him or her, who did not outdo you at playing robin hood, across an infinitesimally narrow range of available ways for anyone to spend their own time, focused inwards on himself or focused outwards on others--both equally valid, but neither alone sufficient to always rendering him the more heroic, so it's complete garbage originating in the droning liberals' sub-dominant pitch, hustling grievances on behalf of another man, its arrogated spokesperson in chief, who eats first always or perishes for the unmerited altruism, as though martyrdom were the prize to one seeking first their personal safety and comfort. And what do you do when something comes along and punches you in the eye, do you think, "What is happening to me?" or do you act with justified ruthless efficiency when fearful for your own life? I like Heisenberg who reportedly skied steep slopes fast so he could feel close to death, using the experience of nearness to wake himself up to the beauty of life, so they have reported; I can tell you, I did not know my top gear was so tall and useless without abundant natural stamina, until I fought back death's invite one day, a whole bunch of gibberish, as even I can see though.